Chapter 1

As a junior high school teacher I'm constantly surrounded by young girls who are just entering their teens and beginning to bloom into nubile young females. Their bodies suddenly become less flat and skinny and more round and full, and they seem much more physically aware of themselves and the effect they can have not only on boys their own age, but grown men, too.

Young girls, today, are also much more open and willing to explore and enjoy their bodies at an earlier age, doing things that I would never have even thought about when I was their age. God, they acted so sexy, too. I mean, I'm thirty-years-old and they even turn me on.

Just last summer I was in between teaching jobs. I had resigned my current job to take another in a neighboring state in the fall. I usually don't do much during the summer except relax, travel, go to the beach, read, and occasionally take a class or workshop at some college or university. In the apartment complex where I lived one of my thirteen-year-old students (or should I say former students) lived with her mother and high school-aged brother. I think he was fourteen or fifteen. I knew from some of the conferences we hold on problem students that her family life was, to say the least, unstable. Her mom worked and dated a lot of men and was seldom home, and her brother was always running around with his friends. So, Michelle was often home by herself.

Michelle was an attractive thirteen-year-old girl, a petite brunette with long, slender legs, a wonderfully round behind and small, pert cones of breasts that seemed to stick out straight from her girlish chest. A pretty face free from the normal junior high blemishes also showed experience beyond her young years. In seventh grade she had often been in trouble and, though intelligent, did poorly in school.

Ever since I'd begun teaching junior high school, there had always been some young girls in class who I found to be sexually exciting. They were the ones beginning to grow out of their little girl bodies, but hadn't quite developed into young women. Their bodies were just beginning to blossom, yet they had that incredibly erotic glow of freshness and innocence mixed with an intense curiosity and brazen sexual energy. I'd felt that attraction to Michelle since the first day of class the previous fall when she was a new seventh grade student. Even then, when she was only twelve, there was strong sense of raw, uninhibited sensuality surrounding her.

One afternoon early in the summer, I was washing my car in the parking lot. Michelle was sitting on the steps of her building right next door where I had seen her sitting almost every afternoon for the past week. While having your summers off can seem like a great idea, it can also can get very boring very fast. I was bored and so, apparently, was Michelle as she sat home, alone, day after day.

I finished washing and drying the car as I watched her incredible young body and again fantasized about teaching her about sex, how to please a man, and how to be pleased by a man. I often had thoughts about fucking some of the nubile little girls in my classroom like Michelle, and maybe this was the opportunity I had been waiting for. I walked over to her and sat down. Although she knew I lived in the next building, she seemed a little surprised when I sat down beside her.

"Hi, Mr. Johnson."

"Hi, Michelle. What've you been up to this summer?"

"Oh, nothin'. Mom's workin' and Tom's gone somewhere with his friends. Mom doesn't want me running around town so she says I have to stay here. I wish there was something more exciting to do."

"Pretty boring, huh?" I said, my pulse racing, my head spinning. Would I have the guts to say what I wanted to say?

"Michelle, I'm going to say something to you that's just between you and me, OK? This is our private conversation and you can't mention it to anyone else. Deal?"

She gave me a funny look for an instant.

"OK," she said, she finally replied.

"Promise me?"

"Yeah, I promise"

"You're really bored and want to do something exciting and I'm feeling the same way. Maybe we could... uh... get together and do something exciting... together."

"Like what?" she said.

"Well... like something we could do... you know, together - you and me. Look, think about it and, if you're interested, come up to my apartment this afternoon and we can talk more about it. But only come up if you're really interested in doing something together. And remember - this is a private conversation and I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone else. OK?"

She nodded slowly as if she was already thinking, and I got up and walked back to my building on wobbly legs. God, I actually had the guts to invite her to the apartment. Will she come? I hope so. Christ, I could get in a lot of trouble...

Up in the apartment I put the car washing things away and cleaned up. I also picked up the apartment in hopes I'd have a visitor later on in the afternoon. Two hours later, a few minutes after one o'clock, there was a quiet knock at the door.

"Hi, Michelle. Come on in," I said. God, I was nervous. I led her over to the couch and we sat down.

"Michelle, I want to talk honestly, very bluntly, so that you understand.I find you very attractive. You've got a great body and beautiful little breasts and a really incredibly shaped ass. I've been your teacher in school and now I want to be your teacher out of school. I want to teach you about sex and the art of making love - how to please a man and how to have a man please you. I am very experienced and, even more importantly, I can't get you pregnant."

"When I was married for a few years my wife and I decided not to have any children so I had a vasectomy. That's where a man is sterilized so he can't father any children. If you're interested in something exciting to do we can spend time in the afternoon here having lessons in sex. We can make each other feel really good and have a good time together. I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do. You can walk out of here right now if you want to. But, if you want to, we could have a great time together. Are you interested in trying it?"

She looked at me for a few seconds, though it seemed like an hour. I could see she was thinking about what I had said. I could feel myself holding my breath, waiting for her answer.

"I'm interested," she said in a quiet voice, almost a whisper.

I stood up, went over and locked the apartment door to make sure we wouldn't be disturbed.

"Stand up," I said in a soft voice as I returned to the couch and sat down on the edge of the cushion.

The young thirteen-year-old girl stood in front of me, her jeans stretched tightly between her legs and over her round, firm little butt. I ran my hands over her waist and down behind her, feeling that tight, shapely little ass, then down the gentle curve to the back of her thighs and up again, moving slowly and enjoying the feel of every inch of her body. I was breathing rapidly; my hands trembled. She placed her hands on my shoulders to steady herself.

"Lesson number one," I said. "Touching the body is one of the greatest turn-ons there is. Take your time and enjoy the act of touching and being touched."

This time I brought my hands around to the front of her jeans. Her slender legs were slightly apart and I slid my right hand along her inner thigh and up until I was touching her denim-covered pussy mound with my hand. Slowly I moved the edge of my hand back and forth between her legs, pressing up and feeling the rounded contours of her pussy mound and the slight depression of her slit through the rough material of her jeans. The other hand I kept busy still gently caressing the contours of her sweet, little behind. I moved my hand slowly, yet firmly, back and forth, pushing up into the cleft of her cunt. I could feel her warmth through her jeans and knew she was starting to get wet.

"That feels good," she said softly, her breathing becoming more rapid.

"I like doing it to you," I answered, my finger tips finding the front of pubes and pressing up against her clit. "That's lesson number two. It not only feels good to have someone do pleasurable things to your body but it also feels good to give pleasure to another person's body."

After a moment I dropped my hands and sat back on the couch.

"Take your shoes off," I said softly to her.

Michelle slipped off her tennis shoes. She wasn't wearing socks. I got off the couch and down on my knees on the floor in front of her, my face even with her flat belly. Again, I slid my hands behind her and over her shapely little ass. After a moment, I brought my hands around to the front and pulled open the snap on the waist band of her jeans, my hands trembling slightly. I figured if she was going to chicken out, now was when it would happen. She didn't say anything as I tugged at the zipper and pulled it down. As the front of her jeans peeled away I could see she was wearing small, light blue bikini panties. I gently slid her jeans down her smooth, slender legs, lifted each bare foot, and pulled them off, dropping them on the floor next to me.

As I knelt in front of the shapely junior high school girl, my face even with her flat, trim stomach, I could already smell the musky scent of her moistening little pussy. Leaning forward, I brought my mouth to the front of her mound and began to lightly lick and chew her dampness through her panties, my hands holding and fondling the globes of her round, firm little ass through the thin, filmy material of her panties from behind. Michelle gasped sharply and let out a quiet moan.

"Oh God, that feels good," she whispered above me, her voice a half-groan, her loins pressing against my hungry, searching mouth.

"Spread your legs a little more," I said quietly without looking up.

Putting her hands on my shoulders to steady herself, she stepped a foot to one side, opening herself to me.

I brought one of my hands up, pulled down and to the side the elastic leg of her panties with my finger, and pushed the tip of my middle finger up into her moistening slit. I could feel the wet tightness of her pussy opening grip my finger as it slid up inside her, past the outer lips and deep into her warm, wet girl hole. My mouth was still against the front of her mound chewing and licking the front of her cleft as my finger lay imbedded in her fuck hole.

Slowly, I began to move my finger in and out of her tight, little cunt. It moved easily; the oily feel of her pussy juice made her cunt lips slippery. I pulled my finger over the front of her slit, caressing the area of her clitoris before plunging it back inside, finger-fucking the hot and horny thirteen-year-old girl.

"Oh, God..." the youngster whimpered above me as I masturbated her.

Putting my other hand around her, I slipped my hand underneath the leg band of her panties from behind, caressing the soft, smooth skin of her wonderful little ass. Sliding my finger down inside the deep, narrow crack of her butt, I slipped the tip of my finger into her oily slit from behind. Coating it with her wetness, I dragged it up and down through the valley of her ass, enjoying the feeling of the pressure of this little girl's taut ass mounds on my hand.

Now, I could manipulate her sensitive areas from each end at the same time. My fingers in back caressed her pussy and asshole from behind, spreading her juices up and down the smooth cleft of her ass, while my middle finger slipped in and out of her pussy from the front as I chewed at the front of her slit through her thin bikini panties. Michelle spread her legs a little wider, inviting the wonderfully sexy double penetration.

I took my mouth away and looked up at her, my fingers and hands still busy playing with her cunt.

"This is called 'finger-fucking'," I said softly to the little girl. "That's when someone uses their fingers to fuck your cunt instead of a cock."

I wanted her to get use to hearing sexual words and feel the excitement they could create. "How's it feel? How's it feel getting finger-fucked?"

"Mmmm... feels really nice... God, so nice..."

I heard the arousal in her voice and glanced up at her. Michelle's head was tilted back and her eyes were closed as she concentrated on the sensations between her legs being created by my hands. I wanted her to really enjoy this first part so she'd be a willing student for what was coming next.

She was incredibly wet now. Her juices soaked the crotch of her panties and my hand, and my fingers slid easily in and out of her pussy, both front and back. I pulled her panties more to the side so I could lick the front of her mound. Her little-girl pussy was lightly covered with soft, fuzzy brown pussy hair that tickled my lips as my mouth pressed against her girl pleasure place. Her breath hissed through her teeth as my tip of my tongue grazed over her sensitive clitoris, flicking the tiny bud several times. Tongue and fingers began to move in and out together, setting up a pleasurable rhythm, arousing the youngster even more.

God, I was horny. My cock felt like a rod of hot iron inside my jeans. I found it almost unbelievable what I was doing to this sexy little girl who I'd secretly admired day after day in class. I remembered that some days, when it was hot outside, she wore short little mini-skirts to school, and I was able catch glimpses of her panty-covered mound as she shifted her legs apart under her desk.

I'd always suspected that she was somewhat sexually active, but I didn't know how much experience with boys she'd already had, and I wanted her to really get turned-on so she'd be willing to do other, even more enjoyable, things with me.

After a few minutes of this erotic stimulation I knew she was ready for more. Sitting back, my mouth and fingers wet and smelling of her sweet sex sauce, I reached up, hooked my fingers under the waist band of her small panties, and rolled them down her long, slender legs and off her feet. The junior high girl, barely in her teens, now stood before me naked from the waist down, the soft, curly, light brown pubic hair growing up from between her legs matted and wet with the wetness from her drooling cunt. Her flat stomach sloped down in a narrow 'V', ending at the narrow rise of the twin folds of her pussy. She was breathing quickly and heavily, her hands still on my shoulders as she steadied herself.

"God, you look so sexy..." I murmured quietly as I gazed at her slender, sexy thirteen-year-old body. I knew I had to taste her more fully.

With my hands on her hips I turned her body and sat her down on the couch. As her behind settled on the cushions, I put my hands behind her knees and lifted her legs up onto my shoulders so I could really eat this wonderful young pussy. Instinctively, she pulled her knees up and back, locking her ankles behind my head and exposing her entire crotch to me. I bent down and pushed aside the outer lips of her pussy with the tip of my tongue and began to lick up and down her narrow cleft, scooping her juices.

With my fingers I pulled apart her little slit, spreading apart the large outer lips of her pussy. I found her clitoris and began to flutter my tongue in a quick motion over it, her increasing moans and cries of delight told me I'd found her pleasure button. Round and round I circled my tongue, my mouth; in and out I licked the soft, wet, pink hole. The intense pleasure made her start to squirm her little ass back and forth on the couch, moaning softly.

The sweet, musky smell and taste of young pussy was arousing me like never before. I could hardly believe I was licking the slit between the legs of this sexy thirteen-year-old girl, making her want more.

I decided to try something new. Inserting my first finger into her cunt, I finger-fucked her a couple of times again, enjoying the tight, wet feel of her pussy on my hand. When my finger was wet enough I ran it over the little puckered opening of her butt and slowly began to push it into her asshole, hoping that she wouldn't object.

She loved it! With increasing pressure, the tip of my finger pushed against her little anal opening. At first, the muscles of the entrance resisted the entry. I screwed my finger back and forth as I pushed it in, and the tip finally slipped past the tight, elastic opening up to the first knuckle.

My tongue was probing deep into her cunt, my mouth chewing on the front of her pussy as my finger slowly moved deeper into her hot little butthole. I got about half my finger in and decided to let her get used to the feeling before trying any more.

"Do you like this?" I asked between licks.

"Mmm... yeah," she whispered, her voice a quiet croak.

"Do you like having my finger up your ass?" I insisted, wanting to hear her say the dirty words.

"Oh, yeah... mmmm... I like having your finger up my ass." She answered a little louder and more clearly. She was learning.

I applied a little more pressure and my finger slid the rest of the way into her asshole up to my hand. Now, for more fun. I slowly started to slide the narrow shaft out until just the first knuckle was just inside the tightly puckered opening. Then, twisting and turning, I sent it back up into her.

Back and forth my finger slowly moved, surrounded by the tight, smooth walls of her asshole. Pussy juice dripped down from her drooling wet cunt and helped lubricate the shaft as it moved in and out of her. After a moment, I could feel her asshole begin to loosen up a bit, and I was able to move a little faster, setting up a slow, even, butt-fucking rhythm.

"You really like this, don't you..." I said quietly to the young girl as I slowly, but firmly, moved my finger in and out of her butthole.

"Mmmmm... , " is all she answered, a low groan of delight that got increasingly louder.

Michelle's head moved slowly side to side, her breathing fast and labored as the sensations of sex grew quickly in her loins. As her arousal grew, she arched her back slightly and I could feel her beginning to push her ass down to meet my probing finger, almost butt-fucking herself.

"I want you to say it", I told her, "I want you to tell me you like what I'm doing to you."

"I love when you do it to me..."

"Don't say 'it'," I said. "Say exactly what you like-what you want, otherwise, no one will really know. Talkin' dirty like this is also a great turn on. So, say it again."

"I love it when you finger-fuck my ass."

"That's better. Do you like it when I eat your pussy?"

"That's the best. God, I love it when you eat my pussy."

I gazed down at the incredibly erotic sight of this young thirteen-year-old girl, her smooth, slender thighs spread wide apart and her pink, moist pussy glistening in the afternoon sunlight. With her legs on my shoulders, her ass was tilted up and I looked down at my finger firmly wedged in the dark, puckered opening of her butt hole. God, it looked so sexy.

I just couldn't resist eating this young pussy. Continuing to fuck her ass with my finger, I covered her entire mound with my mouth, licking and sucking her pussy lips, slurping up the juice. I moved my tongue constantly around-first, the outside of the lips of her pussy opening, feeling the soft fuzz of her pussy hair on my mouth. Then along her inner-thigh, where her skin was soft and smooth. I kissed the skin, dragging my lips up her inner thigh toward the knee, and then drawing my tongue back down to her crotch, slipping my tongue into her honeypot and giving it a few licks as I went by. Then, I moved up the other thigh and back down again.